I don’t need him. I have my own trust fund. TSM.

Adding a statement necklace to last night’s shack shirt. TSM.

Wearing a shirt with one fraternity’s letters under a quarter-zip with another’s. TSM.

Using your doctor’s suggestion to get more Vitamin C as an excuse to drink mimosas. TSM.

Coming home in the morning to find your little passed out on your bed. TSM.

Getting him the shirt you like instead of the one he likes, because you know it’ll eventually end up in your closet anyway. TSM.

Exclaiming to everyone that you’re “expecting” while awaiting big little reveal. TSM.

But you’re like…really pretty. TSM.

There’s a pledge for that. TSM.

The classic “We’ve made out before” greeting when you meet your blind date. TSM.